Luyện nghe bài hát The Singing Bird

I've the lark soar high at noon
Heard his song up in the
I've heard the pipe his note
The and the linnet too

But none of them can sing so sweet
My singing as you, oh, oh
My bird as you

If I could lure my bird
From his own cozy
If I catch my singing bird
I would him on my breast

For there's of them can sing so sweet
My bird as you, oh, oh
My bird as you, oh, oh
My bird as you